Horse Called War — текст песни (black label society)

If the end be a comin`
I soon be a bummin`
All you Jesus freaks I hope you`re wrong
I`ve got so much left to live for
All these religions without God`s supervision
All you Jesus freaks you kill yourselves
All in the name of the Lord

You`re gonna meet your maker
Soon he be comin` to town
You tear the horse a comin`
Mercy on your soul when you`re found

Been out ridin`
Ridin` a horse called war
Ain`t no denyin`
You can`t bury a horse called war

All of this hatin`
Just social masturbation
All you Jesus freaks we need you now
What the hell are you waiting for
Through all the pollution
Ain`t seen no solution
For you Jesus freaks that ride the horse called war

You`re gonna meet your maker
Soon he be comin` to town
You hear the horse a comin`
Mercy on your soul when you`re found

Been out ridin`
Ridin` a horse called war
Ain`t no denyin`
You can`t bury a horse called war

Everyone`s talkin`
But nobody`s walkin`
We keep feedin`
It keeps eatin`
We`ll be down, down, down on the killin` floor

You`re gonna meet your maker
Soon he be comin` to town
You hear the horse a comin`
Mercy on your soul when you`re found


Been out ridin`
Ridin` a horse called war
Ain`t no denyin`
You can`t bury a horse called war